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your car, I brushed it off and I shouldn’t have. You need professional help Andrew. I should’ve made sure that you were continuing to take your meds, but I didn’t because you had never given me a reason to doubt your sanity until now. Andrew, you murdered a cop, your mother, quit your job and school because a customer smiled at you. The two of you were never in a relationship.” Sasha sighed.
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